Welcome to another episode of Bedtime stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Giving a Man what He Wants”. Tell me, what are you fantasies? Mine are simple. I want you to spank me, tie me up and make me cum over and over again!!! I want you to be dominate and I to be your sub. I want to kneel for you as I put your cock deep into my mouth, giving you exactly what you want….
Are you ready to know my cock obsession? Let’s begin…
What can I say? I like to suck cock.
I know, most women don't. Or at least they act like they don't. My friends are always bitching and moaning about it - hell, they only do it when they have to, like when their guy's being all pushy about getting some nookie. But for me it’s different, it’s like I can’t help it; I start thinking about a guy’s cock and pretty soon my pussy’s all wet and I’m down on my hands and knees with his boner in my face. Like last night…
I’d been flirting with this guy and I knew he was thinking I’d be just like all the rest; I had been making kissy eyes at him all night, get him to buy me a few beers and then take off later without even letting him cop a feel. But instead I surprised him.I told him I had something to show him and I pulled him off the stool and took him around to the back room. I winked at the bartender on the way and he just smiled and shook his head, he knew what I was up to. I mean, it’s not like I haven’t polished his knob about a dozen times already.
But this poor guy, well, he wasn’t quite sure what to think. Of course, he figured it out pretty quick when we got back there and I pushed him up against the wall and started kissing on him. He kissed me right back and started tweaking on my nips a little through my t-shirt. 'Course, he was pretty surprised when I reached down and lifted my shirt right off, letting my braless tits flop right into his hand.
He acted like he’d just won the lottery and bent down to start slurping and sucking for all he was worth. Damn, his mouth felt good, but not as good as his cock was going to feel in my mouth. I reached down and undid his jeans and he groaned when I took his fat shaft out. He was nice and hard already and I like that in a man.
I got on my knees in front of him and pressed his shaft up against my titties, which were all wet and swollen from where he’d been sucking on them. I squeezed hold of his balls and ran his drooling head over my thick nipples before lapping the pre-cum out of his slit. I licked him up and down then with long strokes, all the way from his hanging balls up the fat veins to his swollen mushroom.
He groaned when I wrapped my lips around his head, sucking hard. And then his hands were in my hair as I started to work my wet mouth down around his hard shaft, opening my throat up wide as he went deeper. When I finally got him all the way down I thought I was gonna cum right then, it felt so good! I could feel my pussy juice start dripping into my panties just when I felt the tip of his cock tickle my tonsils.
I started to work my head up and down on his shaft and he pulled my face into his crotch so I could get in even deeper. Then he was fucking my face, hard the way I like it, his cock shoving all the way down my throat with every thrust. I opened up wide and took him in, letting him spear my tonsils with his fine, swollen cock.
His shaft slid in and out of my mouth, thrusting so fast I could barely keep up but I kept on sucking and squeezing his fat balls with my fingers as he plowed his way into me. I could feel them tighten up in my hand as he fucked me and I squeezed hard, tugging on his shaft with my mouth at the same time.
That was enough for him. With a strangled grunt he started pumping his spunk down my throat. Load after load of his jizz sprayed onto my tonsils and I swallowed hard, taking as much as I could. Some dribbled out of my mouth, but I held on, sucking up his salty spray as he pumped his way inside of me. I didn’t stop till I’d milked him dry.
And then I stood up and kissed him again, letting him taste his jizz on my tongue, before pulling my t-shirt back on. That’s when I left, leaving him to tuck his cock back into his jeans and come staggering back out of the back room. Not that I saw him, hell I was already outta there. And why not? I'd gotten what I needed.
At least until next time…
